Yesterday was a perfect summer day here in the country. The temperature reached the low 80's with little humidity. Our day lilies have exploded all around our gardens. A warm Maine summer has invaded. Last evening we sat out on the deck around the new fire pit and took it all in. This wonderful home in the country has done us well over the many years, but alas there are more days behind us on this beautiful property then ahead. It won't be a happy day when we have to pack up and move the 'wagon train' along to another chapter in our lives. Elenka and I are both realists. We know the day is coming, but we're not slashing the days on a calendar sitting and waiting. It'll be here when it gets here. Days of bliss are days to savor. So we'll relish every hour. Oh my gosh! Out my kitchen window, right now, a woodchuck is a nibblin'. It's the first one I've seen all summer. Gotta go drag out my Havahart trap, I guess. "Not in my garden!" "Come to daddy! You crazy varmint." Perfection, I guess, doesn't have a whole lot of staying power.